Some time back... maybe last month and a few months back, I mentioned this guy I knew who I dreamt about often. Since I don't want to write his name, let's call him, er, William. Because I wish I dream of Prince William often - he's hot and soo pretty with such a manly voice and physique waaay cute.

Aaaanyway. I dreamt of 'William' again last night. This time, I was apparently in a wedding dress and I just ran away from my own wedding and ran to his house. His house looked kinda weird, with half of the second floor an open balcony and stairs from the outside of the house leading up to this balcony.

So, I was running from my own wedding for reasons unknown and I'm running towards his house and I wasn't really thinking straight, my only thought was to go to him because I needed to because I needed him. I arrived and there wasn't anybody in the house, so I went up to the balcony to wait for him since I didn't want to be seen in from the street. I think I was hiding from people, my soon-to-be-husband-whom-I-left being one of them. I was pacing on the second floor when 'William' appears and is surprised to see me. And in a wedding dress, no less, because he knows that today was my wedding. We converse (what the heck are you doing here? blah-blah) and in the end, I end up being hugged my him when I'm all tearful and stuff. And that's when his family decides to walk in. Apparently, they went away on vacation and just returned ('William' stayed behind for one reason or another) and going back home to see their son hugging someone in a wedding dress surprised them, to say the least. Introductions all around. I think. I don't remember if the family knew me before this or not. Anyway, the family was quite nice in not asking why I was in a wedding dress, in tears, in their house, and hugging their son. They went inside their house (isn't it weird that to go into their house, they passed by the second floor balcony?) and 'William' and I talked.

The next thing I know, I'm in his car and we're driving somewhere, away from it all and I'm in a white dress. I'm always in white in this dream. We're off to some place for a "romantic get-away".

The next scene is that we're beside the beach, actually in a cliff above a beach, in a place that looks a lot like the Parthenon in Greece, except that it was newer, whiter, and still in top shape. We were wandering around in the area, holding hands, and just enjoying the air and each other when - between one minute and the next - we were inside the Parthenon and it was filled with people. Also in white. There were males and females I've never seen before but in the dream, I knew them all. There was a sense of wariness in the air and it wasn't because of 'William', even though he was the only outsider around (in non-white and looking non-mystical like the rest of us). He was standing off in one side, knowing that this was something I had to do by myself and yet being in a place where he knows he'd be available if I needed help. I walked towards the altar with everyone looking at me and parting like the Red Sea (or white sea, I guess I should say). I reach the top and there is a council standing there. I don't remember how many they were exactly, but they were all female in front and male in the back, and there was one male standing in the middle, apart from them, facing them all. Did that make sense? Like... the altar was on a platform led by a certain number of steps, it was circular and all the women were standing there with the men standing in a line - also circular - behind them. The lone man was standing a few steps down, facing them while the rest of the crowd were also standing facing the council.

I think they were passing sentence or something... and the council was just waiting for me because I think I was also a member and that I was late (even in dreams, I'm apparently still late) but I was vital to the proceedings because I had some information on the man. It wasn't going to be pretty and that was why 'William' refused to leave me alone inside. The council convened and the next thing I know, there were men running after the lone man who was apparently did something bad. The women were all looking at each other and I told them that we had to help, not only did we have to catch the bad guy but we also had to make sure that the wrong he wrought was made right. And to do that, we also had to know what extent was the chaos he wreaked. They began to run after him and I said, "not like that" and glanced up. 'William' ran towards me, wanting to help and protect me. I told him, "Do you trust me?"
WILL: what?
ME: do you trust me?
WILL: of course.
ME: take a deep breath and hold my hands.
WILL: what are we going to do?
ME: fly *smiles at him*

And we fly. And after some time, I wake up.

I'm writing down how often I dream of him so I can keep track and I'm posting them just in case someone might have an idea what this all means (since I think dreams can sometimes mean stuff) and happens to read my posts